Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Filters.
As I walk into the building and approach my office this morning...
A client follows me into the office. Sits down and remarks "You have the cutest figure! Even with that big butt, just cute!" Awkward. I say 'Well, I've got dunk, what do ya do?" and she says "Well, you know us Italian women have the butts..." Okay...I flip on my computer and get to work versus engaging in a tete-a-tete about butts and who has the most.
All for now,
Fat Bottomed Girl
Monday, April 16, 2012
So I Creep........
Internet Trolls are creepy. Plain and simple. What's more ... these days when you creep, you leave a footprint. Please just don't ever darken my doorstep with one.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
We Will Not Forget
Today marks the 10 year anniversary of 9/11.
On September 11, 2001 I was only 3 weeks into my first job at a social services agency. As receptionist there, my duties included raising and taking down the flag every day. I arrived early and walked out to the flagpole holding the American flag and the Northern Valley Catholic Social Service flag in my arms. Do I raise it all the way, do I put it at half mast? 'What is going on?' My friend, Angela pulled in to the parking lot and rolled her window down - noticing the obvious expression of bewilderment on my face...and then she got out and came inside.
I called my then-partner who I knew would be fast asleep at home..'Babe? Babe, pick up. Turn on the TV, I need you to wake up.' Being that she was in law enforcement, I knew that there would probably be a mandatory department meeting post haste. I resumed my daily duties and that was the day that CNN.com became a bookmark on my desktop, laptop and smartphone forever after. I got home, and we went to give blood...like hundreds of others...all of us standing in line while George W. Bush was on every TV screen in the North State Blood Center building. We came home and we put up her father's American flag on the post at our house. The entire neighborhood put out flags. The entire community was quiet that night - wanting to be with their families, I'm sure.
Tonight it seems like the entire neighborhood is having a BBQ, as there are cars everywhere and kids playing in the street, patio sets in front yards. Community.
No. I will not forget.
On September 11, 2001 I was only 3 weeks into my first job at a social services agency. As receptionist there, my duties included raising and taking down the flag every day. I arrived early and walked out to the flagpole holding the American flag and the Northern Valley Catholic Social Service flag in my arms. Do I raise it all the way, do I put it at half mast? 'What is going on?' My friend, Angela pulled in to the parking lot and rolled her window down - noticing the obvious expression of bewilderment on my face...and then she got out and came inside.
I called my then-partner who I knew would be fast asleep at home..'Babe? Babe, pick up. Turn on the TV, I need you to wake up.' Being that she was in law enforcement, I knew that there would probably be a mandatory department meeting post haste. I resumed my daily duties and that was the day that CNN.com became a bookmark on my desktop, laptop and smartphone forever after. I got home, and we went to give blood...like hundreds of others...all of us standing in line while George W. Bush was on every TV screen in the North State Blood Center building. We came home and we put up her father's American flag on the post at our house. The entire neighborhood put out flags. The entire community was quiet that night - wanting to be with their families, I'm sure.
Tonight it seems like the entire neighborhood is having a BBQ, as there are cars everywhere and kids playing in the street, patio sets in front yards. Community.
No. I will not forget.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
A Fan or to Fan the Flame?
Gosh, I didn't know I had such a readership coming out of Wilsonville, Oregon.
Wow.
Wow.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Aye Papi!
So far, Costa Rica is amazing. Gorgeous! It took quite a bit of travel to make it to the Pacific coast. Buses, a ferry, thunderstorm, rain and the humidity...Oy.
This morning I woke up to find that a critter in the night had nibbled holes into part of my backpack. Little fucker! I suppose I should not have left a snack in there...but still. The thing was gnawing away at my pack as I slept maybe a foot away.
After breakfast, I walked over to a jewelry stand. All of the sudden I heard this commotion and palm leaves and twigs started falling off the roof above. I though a coconut had fallen. Instead, a huge iguana tumbled off the roof and into the street. My friend Teresa screamed and I laughed as the thing righted itself and then ran toward Teresa...and then ran to the jewelry stand and hid under the table.
Well, this is a German keyboard and takes more effort to type so, I´m off....the beach calls.
This morning I woke up to find that a critter in the night had nibbled holes into part of my backpack. Little fucker! I suppose I should not have left a snack in there...but still. The thing was gnawing away at my pack as I slept maybe a foot away.
After breakfast, I walked over to a jewelry stand. All of the sudden I heard this commotion and palm leaves and twigs started falling off the roof above. I though a coconut had fallen. Instead, a huge iguana tumbled off the roof and into the street. My friend Teresa screamed and I laughed as the thing righted itself and then ran toward Teresa...and then ran to the jewelry stand and hid under the table.
Well, this is a German keyboard and takes more effort to type so, I´m off....the beach calls.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
The One Upper
I used to know a very arrogant person who took a look at some of my travel pictures and remarked: "New Orleans? Why go there? That's like going to San Jose (CA) on vacation". Well, I am actually flying in to San Jose (Costa Rica) for vacation. But I mean, really...why go there? Isn't it like going to Bogata on vacation? Maybe I'll run in to Juan Valdez.
Ass.
Ass.
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